"As Team Song said, your previous confession has little to do with the beheading case of the mad father. I want to hear what happened to you before you cut off your son's head! "I know that Zhuo Feifei is now disheartened, to be precise, has no intention of continuing to survive.

In his previous confession, his expression was capricious, apparently touching the fear deep in his heart. But there is no way, Team Song's meaning is obvious, I hope I can help him solve this bizarre mad father beheading case.

To be honest, in the beginning, I never thought that there would be so many things involved. The biggest question now is who the jade cigarette holder belongs to and why it appeared in Mrs. Shi's coffin.

Judging from Zhuo Feifei's previous words, although the origin of the matter was from Mrs. Shi, the cause of his final loss of mind and beheading his son seemed to be the weird jade cigarette holder.

"What I am talking about below is even more unbelievable than before......" Zhuo Bufan lit another cigarette and slowly narrated.

I had no choice but to roughly determine the grave of Mrs. Shi according to the location in my memory. I buried the jade cigarette holder halfway up the mountain, bought a lot of burning paper, and burned it there for more than an hour.

I thought to myself, if this happens, things will already be settled. With a relieved heart, I returned home. My wife asked me how things were going, and I triumphantly told her that she was fine.

But when I returned to my bedroom, my face suddenly changed without a trace of blood. The jade cigarette holder that I buried is quietly placed at the head of the bed at this moment. It was spotless, as if it had been wiped.

I just felt like the sky was spinning, and I sat down on the ground all of a sudden. My wife felt strange about such a big movement, and when she came in, she was also stunned.

In the end, there was no way, so the two of us decided to find a master who knew how to do the Tao and take a look. But this year, there are a few more true masters. I searched for it three times, but all of them were the kind of charlatans who took the money and pretended to do it, and then left.

A lot of money was spent, but the problem was not solved. I've tried throwing it into a furnace and burning it, or even throwing it into the ocean. Unfortunately, this thing seems to be haunted by me. No matter where I throw it, it will appear in front of me intact. Sometimes, if you smash it with a hammer, it will still come back to the same state. Doesn't it sound a little incredible, but if this thing were to participate in some Nobel Prize, I believe that I would definitely win it.

If that's all there is to it, it's nothing. What really frightens me is that every night when I fall asleep with my wife in my arms, a young woman in white with long hair and a shawl always rides on top of me.

Every time I appeared, I would go into a trance, and my consciousness would not know that it was being controlled by something. Then, she would take out the jade cigarette holder and stuff it into my mouth. Then, slowly, leaning down, I grabbed the other end of the cigarette holder, and slowly, brought my lips to mine.

This may seem like a dream, but it's not. Her lips were almost on mine, and it was an indescribable coldness. Her mouth kept squirming, as if she were pulling something out of my mouth.

At that time, my body was weak and my expression was sluggish. This lasted for a long time, and by the end of the day, I was already weak in my limbs.

My wife was puzzled by the change in me, but I really didn't dare tell her. To make matters worse, my son told me that there was a shabby-dressed grandmother who walked around the house every day and took him to play with him.

When I heard this, I almost rolled my eyes and fainted. Once, when my son was reporting to me about his studies, he suddenly said to me that the old grandmother was behind me.

I looked back, and there was no one. However, my son said, "I have been carrying the old lady on my back, and the old woman is still waving to my son!"

I had no choice, so I set up two spiritual seats in my home, wanting to worship the old lady Shi and the woman in white.

But who knows, this offering is good, and my home suddenly became restless.

It's a trivial matter that the dishes and chopsticks in the kitchen will fall to the ground without warning, and the worst thing is that the kitchen knife will fly up automatically, and once, I was washing the dishes, and a kitchen knife flew towards me.

At that time, I couldn't avoid the situation at all, and I was about to be stabbed, but it stopped automatically, and then fell to the ground with a "pop".

And, since then, Mrs. Shi will always appear in front of me coldly. I felt like my spirit was going to break, and I was talking nonsense all day long.

Until one time, when Mrs. Shi was eating, she appeared again. On the same day, our family happened to stew pork ribs, and Mrs. Shi grabbed them directly with her dry hands and ate them. Eating and eating, he kept looking at me, and finally, he put a piece in my bowl.

I lost my mind at that time, picked up the rice bowl suddenly, and smashed it at Mrs. Shi, but it was my son's scream.

At this moment, he was smashed by me and cried, I fixed my eyes and looked, where was the shadow of Mrs. Shi, where she was sitting just now, it was obviously my son's seat!

My wife was furious on the spot, scolded me a few times, and hurriedly coaxed the child to go.

My body trembled, and only I knew that the scene was not an illusion.

Just when I was at a loss, a bad news came, and Zhao Feng, who had become stupid, died. He died a strange death, there was not a single wound on his body, but all the blood seemed to be drained.

On the day of the wake, I went to take a look. After all, Zhao Feng became like this, more or less has something to do with me. Deep down, though, I didn't feel much guilt.

In the final analysis, Zhao Feng was too greedy. And myself, I am pushing the boat with the current,

I was in a very bad mental state at the time, and after taking a look at Zhao Feng, I was about to leave, but who knows, just when I was about to leave. Zhao Feng, who was originally lying in the coffin, suddenly opened his eyes. He gave me a weird smile and whispered, "I'll be waiting for you below, soon, we'll meet!" ”

After saying this, his eyes closed again, and the smile on the corner of his mouth disappeared.

I was startled at the time, and hurriedly poked my head into the coffin to ask Zhao Feng. But when my hand touched Zhao Feng's body, the last line of defense in my heart completely collapsed, and his body was stiff......